It would require careful planning and much discretion from the entire Class, Yuuki's full cooperation and of course Ichijou's helping hand-- Kaname didn't care about the price he would soon pay, all that mattered was that the chance had been given to him, and he wasn't about to let go of it.
He'd known that whatever tactical foray he'd come up with before would be useless now--- it was time to implement that oldest but most successful technique in claiming one's love for one's self.
As Toga Yagari had said, "The only way you'd ever get that boy to go with you is to drug him and haul him over your shoulder."
And that was exactly what he had planned.
First, he'd invite Zero for a stroll during his patrol around the Night Class. The prefect would be irritated, that the pure blood would actually propose to shrug off his duties and go walking in the dead of the night with him...! But he'd give him no choice, and he would assure him that the situation would be taken care of.
They'd walk around for a while, to get the boy to relax somewhat. That would take an hour or so, and much restraint on his part-- he couldn't jeopardize the entire plan by suddenly pinning the boy against a tree and kissing him senseless then and there. He would have to be patient.
And that would soon pay off, as Zero would be comfortable with him afterwards and thus become more amenable to an invitation to a late dinner. They would dine in the moonlight, with the muted glow of the candles and the faint scent of wine in the air.
And then he would strike. To drug the wine itself would be foolish, not to mention the fact that Zero would probably have thought of it before and most likely prepared himself for such an attack--- but no one ever thought about putting the drug in the glass.
Yes, the innocent crystal that was imported especially from Italy for this very occasion, fluted and thin-stemmed, perfect for the white wine that Zero adored so much. The moment his delectable lips touched those of the glass, his fate would be sealed. The effects of the drug would be gradual, but evident, as the prefect would find himself becoming more mellow than usual.
He would feel the warm sensation on his body beginning to spread, and with that, his cheeks would flush the most beautiful shade of red, and his breathing would become slow and shallow, and his eyes would glaze over just so, and his defenses would weaken, leaving him easy prey for the vampire lord.
Yes, Kaname would be prepared for that night. Everything would be set. For now though, he would content himself with simply watching the boy, armed with the knowledge that he would soon be his. Soon.
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Author's Notes: Ripped from SACRIFICE-- this fic that reminds me of flowery manga's and fluffy doujin's. Spell-checked and reviewed by yours truly. Originally, 'S is for Sedate'. R&R, good people.